Naughty Nanny Series-Stay (2 page)

Rick had to get Cherie to stay. Shit, he couldn’t believe she’d overheard that stupid conversation! Hell,
he
couldn’t believe he opened his mouth to say those things! Cherie would never believe there had been more to the conversation. What she hadn’t heard was how much he depended on her and how she had finally brought laughter back into his house. She hadn’t heard him tell his friends that, all joking aside, he wanted to be with her so bad that if he had to fire her to do so, then he would risk it.

Over the past three and a half years, he had fallen in love with the nanny. Damn, what a mess. Unfortunately, the situation was one of his own making and he was man enough to admit it.

He knew she’d been pissed at him for something that had happened over the weekend. Idiot that he was, he’d thought it had been because there had been too many people at the house. The weekends were always reserved for them as a family and there weren’t many times he altered that routine.

Tired of the cold shoulder from Cherie, he had come to her room to apologize. Not hearing her laughter or seeing her across from him at night when the kids fell asleep had bothered him. Until she stopped talking to him this week, he hadn’t realized how much he needed to hear her voice.

There was no way she was leaving him and the kids. If she thought he was going to let her just walk away from them like this, she had another think coming. Rick knew how much she loved his kids; and if he were honest with himself, he knew she wasn’t immune to him, either.

His heating bill had gone down considerably during the last three years since Cherie had come into his house. Cold showers were a regular occurrence now. Unfortunately, he experienced that special brand of hell at least two or three times a week. In all honesty, he was damn tired of it. He wanted Cherie in his bed, not a dream version of her.

Thinking quickly, Rick shamelessly used the one thing—okay, maybe two things—he knew she couldn’t resist.
“Were you going to leave without telling Sean and Christina? Were you really going to leave like this without giving them an explanation? You’re the only mother they’ve had for more than three years, Cherie. Is this fair to them? To our family?”
He heard her gasp and knew he had hit a nerve. “Of course not! I wasn’t leaving tonight.” Cherie sat down heavily on the bed and his heart began to crack, taking pity on her. He knew how she must be feeling right now. How could she know he had been slowly building up the nerve to tell her how he felt? Never thinking the time was right, he’d continued to hold off, and now he was facing the very real possibility of losing her.
It was amazing it had come to this. Cherie was probably the only person who didn’t know how he felt about her. His parents knew, his closest friends knew, and all the household staff knew. Hell, even the kids probably knew. They called her Mama Cherie; and whenever they wanted to do anything, they made sure to ask them both. Before he left the house with them, they always told Cherie where they were going and always gave her a big hug and kiss before doing so. Yeah, she was part of the family. He only had to help her see she belonged with the three of them.
Sitting down next to her on the bed, Rick inhaled her unique scent of coconut and cream. “Cherie. You mean so much to me and the kids. You have to believe me when I say that you misunderstood my comment. Please don’t leave. The kids and I would be lost without you.”
Picking up her hand, he noticed how small it was compared to his. Far from dainty, she was the complete opposite of Susan; but Rick was okay with that. Cherie was what his friend Barry called “thick” and he loved every inch of her. Over the years, he had come to realize Cherie’s true beauty and the fact he loved her so much took nothing away from what he’d felt for Susan.
Rick never thought he would feel this way about a woman again. When Susan had died after giving birth to the twins, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to recover. His heart had been broken into such tiny pieces that nothing could penetrate his defenses. Only the sweet faces of his two children pulled him from the abyss. His parents had told him that he would get better in time, that life would go on. He’d never believed them. Not until an angel had walked into his life and made him believe in love again.
Cherie loved his kids with everything she had. Her eyes were full of affection and pride each time they presented her with trinkets or artwork created at school. He’d always thought she would be around, that he had plenty of time to tell her how he felt. Sitting here on the bed, watching her try to hold back the tears caused by his casual remark she’d heard out of context, Rick knew he had to fix this situation and fast.
“Don’t cry, Cherie. Please, you have to listen to me. We don’t want you to leave. I know it’s late, but if you let me explain, it’ll make sense.”
Looking into her eyes and drowning in the chocolate-brown color, he knew he was lost. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Looking his fill, he thought nothing was more beautiful than the woman he loved sitting here with him tonight.
Making a split-second decision he hoped wouldn’t come back to bite him in the ass, Rick knew he had to taste her. Releasing her hands and cradling her face, he pulled her close to him as he lowered his head. He vaguely noticed her eyes widen in what appeared to be shock; but when she realized what was about to happen, her body relaxed.
The first touch of his lips against her soft, lush mouth was like heaven. He tried not to press too hard or move too fast. This wasn’t about conquering. This was about acceptance and convincing. Convincing Cherie how he felt about her. Opening his lips slightly, his tongue traced the contours of Cherie’s mouth; and when she moaned deep in her throat, he knew he’d struck gold.
Coaxing Cherie to open her mouth, he brushed his tongue against hers. Using some slight suction, he pulled her tongue into his mouth as he continued to pour all the love he had for her into this one kiss.
Moving one hand away from her face, he traced the shape of her back and pulled her body closer to him. Her nipples hardened against his chest, and Rick knew he needed more. The time had come for them to be together and he prayed Cherie wouldn’t back away from him. He’d waited so long to hold her in his arms like this. He didn’t think he could ever let her go.
Reluctantly pulling away from her mouth, Rick’s breath was ragged and his voice was husky with his pent-up need, “Cherie, please, I need this night with you. You must know how much I want you. How much I need you. Don’t leave me. Don’t push me away.” At the sultry look in her eyes, Rick saw there was no turning back. He
knew
he couldn’t let her go. He simply wasn’t willing to do it, no matter what.
He dipped his head again and began kissing Cherie’s beautiful full lips. Her hands released his shoulders and crept up to his hair, grabbing hold. Feeling her fingers pull and tug at his hair while her mouth feasted right back on his drove Rick to a new kind of hell. This woman was going to be the death of him. Dreams were one thing, but he’d never truly thought it would feel this way.
Laying her down on the bed, he swept the clothes and other miscellaneous personal items on the floor.
“Rick, should we be doing this? It doesn’t change anything. I’m still leaving.”
“No, Cherie. You can’t leave me. I need you here with me, with our kids.” As her eyes widened again, he knew she hadn’t been expecting him to say that. “Yes,
our
kids. You’ve given us everything you have. You’ve become their mother and the other half of my soul.”
Using one hand to grasp her wrists above her head, Rick began to unbutton her shirt, exposing her breasts. Damn! She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were hardened and standing up at attention, just waiting for his hot mouth. His cock jerked at the picture of womanly perfection lying beneath him. She was so damn sexy and by the end of the night, she would realize she belonged here with him.
Giving her a wicked grin that held a promise of things to come, Rick dropped his head and began to kiss and lick her perfectly rounded globes. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his tongue and teeth to tease the distended flesh. He had never wanted anything, or anyone, more than he wanted Cherie at this moment. Trailing his tongue from the underside of her breast to the very top, he felt a shudder go through her body and made a mental note to remember her reaction.
“Rick! Oh, my! That feels so good!”
“Cherie, baby, it’s only going to get better.” Not wanting to ignore an inch of her body, he dropped his head and began licking and sucking her other breast. Feasting on her this way was heaven. His pants were strained to the brim by his cock stretching as if reaching out for her, needing to be inside her.
There was no way Rick was going to rush this. He would let Cherie set the pace. This night was for her. Needing her to realize this was about more than sex, he would wait—as long as it took—for her to tell him she was ready. Once they came together, there would be no turning back.

This felt so good. There was no way Cherie was going to tell Rick to stop. His lips on her skin were hot and his hands on her body were scorching. Talk about a fantasy come true! Cherie had dreamed of being with Rick like this for months, years even; and now that the time was here, she wasn’t going to hold back.

Her body was aching to feel him inside of her, but his slow pace was killing her. She didn’t want him to go slow. She wanted him pounding into her, making her feel like the sexy and irresistible woman she was. His mouth on her breasts was driving her crazy; and when she felt his hand drift down toward her shorts, her body began to quiver.
Please, please,
her mind begged,
don’t let him stop!

“Rick, please, take them off!”
“Are you sure, Cherie? If I do, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop. I need you to tell me to get out of your room. I need you tell me if you don’t want this. If we go forward, you’re mine.”
“Yes, I want this. I need this. Take them off.”
Placing his hand above the waist of her shorts, he began to tug them and her underwear off her hips. As her pussy was bared to his gaze, Rick leaned his face down and inhaled her scent. Damn, this man knew how to make her body burn hot! As he slid the shorts and underwear completely off, Cherie was almost afraid to move. She didn’t want to break the spell, as if any movement might make him come to his senses and leave.
Looking down at him, she realized both of his hands were on her legs, opening them wider. Without any prompting from him, she kept her hands over her head. Well, she’d be damned if she would move them now. He lay down on top of her, his hard erection pressing into her core. His lips met hers again and their tongues dueled for control, Rick winning the battle.
His hips began to gyrate and her pussy began to weep at the prospect of having him fill her. Her channel clenched for something that wasn’t there, something that only Rick could provide. He moved from her lips and she whimpered, not wanting to let him go.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’m not done with you yet.”
Sliding down her body toward her steaming center, Rick’s face was poised above her and she was glad she had recently shaved. She wanted him to have free access to her aching core. As she thought about what was to come, damn if her pussy didn’t start leaking in anticipation.
The first swipe of Rick’s tongue almost took her breath away. He grasped her knees and spread them wider as he settled in for what seemed like a long meal at an all-you-can-eat buffet. The sensations from his tongue ran through her entire body, giving her a feeling so intense that all she could do was open her mouth in a silent scream. His tongue swirled around her clit and sucked her tiny nub into his mouth.
Cherie thought her head was going to explode. She had never, never,
never
felt anything this fucking mind blowing. This was the kind of shit that made a woman think of long weekends in bed with only limited food and water to sustain the body.
Cherie screamed out as Rick’s tongue dove inside her hot channel, mimicking the motion and action that would soon be accomplished by his cock. Oh, God, the feelings were beginning to overwhelm her. He ran his tongue from the bottom of her pussy to the top, over and over again, driving her completely out of her mind.
Cherie felt the orgasm building within her and knew it would be a doozy. Her hips began to involuntarily hump against Rick’s face, trying to get closer, wanting his mouth to stay and feast on her. Silently telling him not to stop, she tried to convey with her body that she needed more. He reached under her and grabbed her ass cheeks to lift her against his face, as if he also felt her orgasm rushing through her body. He seemed to silently answer her plea, telling her he was here for the long haul.
He wouldn’t let her go. He wouldn’t stop and Cherie sure as hell didn’t want him to. She grabbed his hair, pulling and scratching at his scalp, but couldn’t gain any purchase. Her hands were clenching and unclenching as absolute joy and pleasure rushed through her body.
Knowing she wasn’t able to hold back anymore, Cherie allowed her body the release it so desperately needed and was powerless to stop.
“Yes, Rick, oh, God, yes! Yes, please don’t stop. I’m coming, I’m coming, oh, yes!!”
Cherie exploded. Her body convulsed so strongly that Rick had to wrap his arms around her legs to hold her still. Her scream was noiseless, the sound lost in her throat. Her hands turned into claws as she tried to grab hold of something, anything that would steady her fall from the precipice from which Rick had flung her.
Rick’s voice was sultry and thick with passion when she heard him speak again. His head was lying on her hip as her body tried to calm down. Lips wet with the juices from her pussy placed tiny kisses on her skin, causing tiny ripples to shoot through her. “Cherie, it can always be like this with us. You were made for me. I can’t let you go.” Silence filled the gap for the space of a few minutes. “Damn, Cherie, I need to be inside you.”
How could she tell him no? Not just because he had given her the best pussy licking she’d ever had, but because she loved him so much. He kept talking about a future and not wanting her to leave. Should she believe him? Oh, God, she knew she wanted to, with everything in her, she wanted to.
Knowing those questions didn’t matter right now, she put them in the recesses of her mind. All that did was making love to this man. She felt the need to put it on him so good that the only woman he would want in his bed after tonight would be her.
“Come on, baby. Take your clothes off. I want you inside me.”
Rick peeled off his clothes quickly and came back down to the bed, kissing Cherie from the bottom of her feet to her eyes. He left no part of her body untouched. He’d only reached her navel when she was using all her strength to try and pull him up, only he wasn’t budging. He took his time bringing her back to a slow boil and after the mind-blowing orgasm she’d just experienced. It wouldn’t be long.
“Dammit, Rick, stop messing around! Make love to me!”
Opening her legs wider and looking down at his body, she gasped. He was huge. Bigger than any man she’d been with up to this point. How the hell would that anaconda fit inside of her body? “Shit, Rick, I don’t know if you’re gonna fit.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure every single inch is embedded in you so deeply, you’ll never get rid of the feeling of having me inside of you.”
“Oh, Rick! Wait, what about a condom? I don’t have any.”
“Don’t need one. I’m the last man you’ll ever make love to. The last man who will ever be here with you like this, making love to this beautiful body. If we make a baby tonight, then Sean and Christina will simply have a new brother or sister to welcome into the family in nine months.” Pulling his torso up and looking at her deep in the eyes, he continued. “I meant what I said Cherie, you belong to me…to us. I love you. I can’t let you go.”
Tears came to Cherie’s eyes as she realized the truth in his words. “I love you, too, Rick. I’ve loved you for years.”
“Thank God. I need to be inside you baby.” Rick centered himself at her core and slowly started to sink into her body. He was so hot, she felt as if she were burning up from the inside out. About halfway in, he paused. Kissing her lips and using the fingers of one hand to provide stimulation to her clit, Cherie became wetter as Rick continued to make her burn for him.
Rick must have felt her juices flowing as well, because he resumed sliding into her. It was slow, but it felt like paradise. She had never been so full before. The feeling was so damn good, she lifted her legs to wrap them around Rick’s waist, locking him in. Once he was fully inside her, she knew the real fun would begin.